Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

Too many changes, you from your greatness
a byproduct of yourself all for the paper regardless
The see you as a old-ass artist
The McCartneys live past the Lennons, but Lennon's the
on your path, stay on your craft
They just want you to switch your lanes up so they can hate on ass
in a name? What's in a name? Suffering and pain
Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, face, king's grace
I came in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great
'Cause I the greats do it with a great queen
these kings have in common? They had women who solid
Malcolm needed Betty, I met queens who wasn't ready
envy the unhappiness of the greats
They don't have a fulfilled life yet, so they searchin' for
To feel what Sam felt, play the Marvin was dealt
A Vandross, the cure, the antidote

A thousand milligrams, make sure you overdose
Turned to a businessman, used to 'em in the cold
gang, don't get exposed, stories get told
You the game, it ain't a glorious road
Rest in Kobe and Nip, that's off the rip
King shit, if it about fam, it don't mean shit
The cure, all the allure
Donuts rotten, the phone tapped, in with Lord

Roll the

Cuban QB chain belong in the MOMA
So boomerang, you my twenty-seven summers
Rolls-Royce Brigade 'cause it go with the moment
on the chain, got his medallion, I won't
Insinuate imitation I copied his stomach
honor kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit
Steak tartare bloody, mercury levels raw fish
Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the cork
I'm studied like a book by
give me looks of envy, I took the Bentley
White chick like Liz might get the Bentayga
On my Rick behavior
Life is for the soul and I'm in life seven already
Life's but heavy, incomprehensible shit
from sexy to deadly, I done been through that shit
Still goin' deeper like I grew a new inch on my
We looked at robbin' as a way of our problems
My moms cooked food, but some of my was starving
And they was down to do, I was with 'em regardless
out I was hungry and was hittin' the hardest
The was sharper, my predictions was on it
No fortune teller, going off regular signs
often tell ya they moves
Without a word, just they mind
Wasn't no nine
Corner executive born in ghetto
Where metal yell especially necklaces
Life lessons is
Whatever you dish out back as blessings or to haunt ya
Could miss your kids and hit grandkids for your dishonor
That's generational curses, they said want the old Nas back
Play the Clue for old verses
Messin' my lives up, sayin' Nas will rise 'em up
Like they wasn't live enough, many I've touched
Can I get a
Can I get a
I need a witness, drinkin' three at night on some Bridge
Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on some Bridge
Party gangsters, gettin' right on some Bridge shit (Yeah)
Like MC and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit

Like Jabari, I'm on some shit
live on
Kings live

We go a lot
And nobody wanna hear about we go through
And cool too
Every man go through the same Mondays and
sun, moon, and stars
It's just how you like a man